By Roger Wallenstein
There’s the popular baseball story about Rickey Henderson, the game’s all-time best leadoff man, being reunited with John Olerud when Henderson joined the 1999 New York Mets. Henderson, who was all about himself, said some pretty goofy things during his 25-year career but none quite as revealing as when he saw Olerud, a fine first baseman and hitter in his own right, wearing a batting helmet in the field.
Rickey asked Olerud about the helmet, and his teammate disclosed that he needed the protection because of a childhood aneurysm. “I knew a guy when I was with Toronto who did the same thing,” Rickey allegedly said.
“That was me, Rickey,” said Olerud. “That was me.”
The story’s validity has since been challenged, but the veracity is not as important as what it represents. Henderson was famous for a number of skills in his Hall of Fame career – he scored more runs and stole more bases than anyone in history – but no one ever accused him of being “good in the clubhouse.”
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Posted on June 29, 2014